Thursday, March 31, 2011

In Which My Kid Gets Sick Right Before His Birthday

Can you believe my little man will be five years old tomorrow?

I think he's decided to celebrate by being sick. He had four seizures today, so I'm not sure the fun outing I'd planned for tomorrow (he believes birthday parties should be relegated to the sixth circle of hell so we won't be having one of those) may not end up happening. If we need to stay home, open his presents and then spend the rest of the day watching his favorite musicals as a special birthday treat, then that's what we'll do.

Connor's big birthday present from us will be spread out over a number of weeks anyway. We figure that since his health has improved in a major way (other than today, of course) and his balance is so much better, it's time to start revisiting a favorite activity: horseback riding! So our present to him will be three months of once-a-week miniature horse riding sessions. Part of our outing tomorrow was supposed to be a visit to fit him with a new helmet for riding, since he's outgrown his old one.

Even if we postpone the riding for another day, though, I can't wait to see his face when we tell him he'll be riding again!

Happy Birthday Eve, Connor! I simply can't believe that he's five already. I second the request for Connor+horse pictures. And if you could manage to get a helmet that looks like a ten-gallon hat, all the better. Or better still, he'd look adorable in some sort of central Asian riding tunic -- kind've a mini-Genghis Kahn with an incongruously sweet smile.

About The Author

I'm Connor's Mom. That pretty much explains everything. I mean, raising the epicenter of cuteness in the universe is tough, but it has its moments, all right.
I should probably mention that Connor has a submicroscopic, subtelomeric unbalanced translocation 46xy der t(1)(1;15)(q42;q26.2)-- an extremely rare chromosomal disorder. He keeps me on my toes!